First, a tiny bit of semi-exciting news...I received yet another request for a partial from an agent. I was completely shocked, because this particular agent reps really genre specific stuff. I queried her on a total whim, never expecting to hear back. So, anyhoo, I'm not getting my hopes up. I figure either she accidentally drank her face toner that day or was just really bored.

In other news, I've been dividing my time between finishing my Nanowrimo novel and starting work on a side project (I say "side project" because it makes me sound artsy and obscure). I've always had this project in the back of my mind and realized that if I didn't get going on it now, I might never get to it. It's basically a book very loosely based on my experience being pregnant. (oh, yes, I have offspring! Don't be frightened, they're lovely and not at all snarky...yet). But it won't be the usual "oh, I've been dreaming of this since I was 10 years old, warm, bubbly, fuzzy" pregnancy stories. It's a completely different look....very catty, of course, but very realistic.

Oh, and the blog got a makeover. It needed it, I think. Not sure what the fanbase thinks of it. Mr. Wolferman is ignoring me and kitty peed on bathroom rug this morning. Not sure what that means. Feel free to leave your opinion...all comments welcome (that's a lie...only nice comments welcome)

Sweet merciful crap, it's 2008. Let me begin by saying that Santa was very good to me this year. He sent me a new bad-ass cappuccino maker and a coffee grinder, so I am set for maximum caffeine consumption. Good thing, because I tallied up how much I must have spent last year at Starbucks getting my daily cappuccino and my head almost exploded. Now I can nurture my addiction in the privacy of my own home for less than half the price. Can't beat that!

And I'm happy to announce that yesterday I officially started back on the new book. Granted, I only wrote two lines, and then Word crashed and I lost them. Have I mentioned that I hate my computer with the fiery passion of a thousand suns? It is the biggest piece of crap, and I swear if I ever get published, I'm going to run it over with my car.

Speaking of being published - I just read the blog of an agent that I had queried back in October. I had pretty much given up on her because I never heard back, which kind of ticked me off because I followed her submission guidelines to a T. I even included a self-adhesive envelope for a reply so she wouldn't have to lick anything. When you stick to their guidelines you hope that you're at least worth a form rejection! But I never heard anything. However, in reading her blog, she states that she's just now catching up on queries from the past seven months. Just a faint sparkle of hope that I'll receive another generic "thanks but you suck" letter that I can add to the pile. Yippee!!!!

Allow myself to introduce myself...

I write books for young adults and not so young adults. I'm also a doting mother, hopeless geek and an insufferable coffee snob. Occasionally, I will have dance-offs with zombies on otherwise quiet Sunday afternoons. But, mostly I just write. And eat Oreos.